Book1:TeDream-Maker
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ngswereresolvedsoeasily．Thefactwas,IleenrememberedherbosstellingherifeveramancalledDimitriJashouldpresenthimselfatthebank，heshouldbereceivedwiththegreatestpromptnessandrespect．Shedidn’tknowwhoDimitriJawasandMr．Kaffeedidnoteborate;butshecertainlyhadnotexpectedhimtobeadirty,ragged,homelessperson!Shepushedthenumber24andtheelevatorshotup． "Hisofficeisoopfloor?" 9 "Yes,sir" "Soismine.” "Whatdidyousay?" "Eh...Nothing...It’sjustadream...Imean..." Ileendisdaiosaymore．Steppingoutoftheelevator,shehesitatedforamomentbeforetheluxurioussuiteMr．Kaffeeusedforspecialguests.Shethoughtitwastoograndforthishomelessperson,sosheusheredhimtothesmallwaitingroomadjoiningheroffice． "Pleasebeseated．Mr．Kaffeewillbeinginhisprivatehelicopteranyminutenow.”Theaboutherownaidhimnomoreattention． Mr.Fingershowedupagain．Hedandsomersaultedo,lushcarpetlikeatruantschoolboypyinginthegrass．Therutteredaboutasarrogantlyasabigshot．Heleaptupthewindowsilndlookeddownatthegrandiose，panoramicviewspreadoutbelow,etedthatthisspectacurbuildingwithitsmagnifitviewallbeloohim．Itwastoogoodtobetrue!Meanwhile，Ileen’svoicewasraisedhaughtilyinaphonefereDimitripaidhertention．Hismindwasattractedbytheminiaturemodelofasevehturysailboatonthecoffeetablebeforehim，thinkingthatitwouldbemarvelousiftheboatwasreandhecouldsairoundtheworldinit．Hecouldtougthedelicateartwork，whoseeverydetailwassominutelycarvedoutandthefiguressolife-likeintheirposesthathecouldalmostimaginehimselfjumpingaboardaingsail．Justthen,acoldvoice， "Pleasedon’ttouchit!It’sanexpensivepieceofantique,onlytobelookedat.”Dimitrijumpedathersharpadmonitionandsatdowndocilely，afraidtomoveabouttoocasually，areatedintohisdreamworld． Mr.FingerwalkedunderIleen’sdeskandsaairofexpeoelesshigh-heeledshoesandperfectlyproportionedlegsencasediogs．Heclimbeduptoherkneeandwithoutherknowingit,furtivelyraisedaere-coloredskirtandclimbedunder．Warmairrushedathimasifhehadjustenteredaroomwiththeheateroiomeahesoft，silkenskinoftheihighuntilhereachedtheY-shapedterwherethepathsparted．Hetouchedittentatively，feltapulsatedthrobbing,openedhismouthandbitdownhardasifialiationforherdisrespecttowardsDimitri．Ileensuddenlycriedout,forsheheardtherumblingofahelicettiond．Shehunguphastily，rushedoutoftheroomandhurriedtotherooftopnding．AredcarpetwasrolledoutinafshandMr．Kaffee’stall,virilefiguredesdedunhurriedlytowardstheentrancewhereIleenwaswaiting．Hervoicewasdrowheheengines，butsheseemedtobereptoMr．Kaffeethatsomeonewaswaitingforhim．Hisexpressionwassoberashelistenedawohurriedihebuilding． WhenIleenpushedopenthedoortoMr.Kaffee’soffice，thesebeforeherwassouedthatshelostherposureandalmostdroppedthetraywithitstwocupsofcoffee．DimitriwassittingfortablyintheswivelchairbehindMr.Kaffee’sbigofficedesk，hisfeetrestingontheshiningcqueredtop，talkingcasuallytothenormallybrutandarrogantMr．Kaffee.Mr．Kaffeewasstandingbylikeackey,withasubservientmannershehadneverseeninhimbefore．Thestorywasasfollows：WhengangwarbrokeoutinMr．Kaffee’smansion，heescapedinhisyacht.Wh